After what seemed an eternity with his face buried between her thighs, Cajetan finally lifted his head, his gaze smoldering as it locked with hers.

The sight of his glistening lips made her face burn with shame.

“Tastes obscene.”

“No…”

Her wrist, trying to push him away, was caught and held. His p*nis, pressing insistently between her trembling thighs, slid in smoothly as if it belonged there naturally.

His wet lips pressed against hers, rubbing provocatively.

“Mmph…”

“Open your mouth, Sister-in-law.”

“Nngh, ah!”

When she stubbornly kept her mouth shut, Cajetan moved his hips roughly, thrusting deep inside her.

The sudden, intense sensation forced her lips to parted with a gasp.

“Mm, mmph… ah…”

She couldn’t tell if the slickness was from saliva or the love juices her body had already succumbed to.

The wet, squelching sounds mixed with the tangled clash of their tongues overwhelmed her senses.

Through his hands, mouth and relentless movements, her body – already ignited and teased countless times – eagerly yielded, quickly bringing her to another climax.

“Ah, ah…”

“Haah… don’t squeeze so hard, sister-in-law.”

Cajetan let out a ragged breath as he let go deep inside her. Still shaking and panting, Grace shivered beneath him. He licked the sweat from her forehead with a flick of his tongue and let out a low chuckle.

“Sh*t, you don’t have to beg so desperately for more – it’s not like I’m settled yet.”

“I… I’m not… ah, ah!”

Before she could recover from the aftershocks of her climax, the slick surface of his p*nis was rubbing harshly against her sensitive inner walls. The overstimulation sent waves of almost unbearable pleasure through her, causing her to writhe uncontrollably. The bed groaned noisily beneath them and tears of overwhelming emotion streamed down her flushed cheeks.

***

“…”

With trembling hands, Grace tied the ribbon at the front of her dress. Having reached her climax several times, even getting up felt like an immense struggle.

“Sister-in-law.”

Cajetan’s voice came from behind her, just as she managed to straighten her dishevelled appearance.

She froze completely as his hands cupped her shoulders lightly from behind.

“Please.”

She whispered, her voice breaking with exhaustion and despair. She felt like dropping to her knees and begging. Beg for him to stop. Beg for this relationship to end.

Her voice trembled as she tried to speak, but Cajetan just chuckled softly and ran his tongue over her sweat-soaked nape.

“Ah… sob…”

Her entire body quivered uncontrollably.

No matter how hard she tried to wipe it away, the mixture of her love juices and s*men kept flowing, wetting the inside of her thighs again.

Cajetan gripped her golden hair tightly, tilted her head back and bit her neck. She shuddered in fear, afraid his teeth would leave marks.

“Sister-in-law, I bet sleeping with him doesn’t feel good anymore, does it?”

“W-what are you saying?”

Grace’s voice cracked, weak and hoarse.

“You love it when she’s rough, like an animal, don’t you? Sister-in-law.”

“…”

She fell silent, unable to answer, her shame and helplessness swallowing her words.

“Your husband probably only knows missionaries, doesn’t he?”

“Ah…!”

A warm tongue brushed the back of her neck, causing Grace’s shoulders to shake violently.

“P,ease stop”

“Stop what…?”

“I can no longer bear the thought of you still being with him. I just can’t take it anymore.”

“…”

“Hasn’t he used you enough? Don’t let him touch you any more. Do you hear me, sister-in-law?”

“We’re… we’re married. Ah!”

“Then maybe I should make sure you can’t even look at him – break you up piece by piece. What do you think, sister-in-law?”

As his teeth sank into her shoulder, she bit her lip hard, trying to stifle a cry. She tried to move, but his grip on her waist kept her still.

“Let me go…”

“Don’t even think about touching yourself, sister-in-law. I’ll check your pretty hole to make sure no other c*ck has been there. Even if you want to relieve yourself, you’ll just have to hold it in.”

Cajetan chuckled softly, as if he’d made a harmless joke. But for Grace, there was nothing amusing about it – it was terrifying.

“See you tomorrow, sister-in-law.”

Finally released, Grace ran from Cajetan once more.

***

‘It’s getting worse,’ she thought, clasping her hands tightly together.

Cajetan’s behaviour had become increasingly violent. First it was just a kiss. Then came the r*pe. Then he began to pull her towards him, forcing her legs apart. Now he was telling her to refuse her own husband in bed.

What was he planning? The thought filled her with fear.

She had warned Velenus to be careful, but he hadn’t taken her seriously. That worried her even more.

‘What should I do?’

Who could she turn to? Was there any way to end this nightmare?

Grace absentmindedly bit her lip, wincing as a sharp pain registered. The memory of Cajetan biting her so hard that blood had seeped from her skin flashed through her mind, causing her stomach to knot.

“Ah…”

She gasped softly, the pain inside her becoming unbearable.

Forcing herself to clear her mind, Grace raised her head.

If telling her husband wasn’t an option, perhaps she could speak to the King – Cajetan’s father. Surely he could send Cajetan far away.

She immediately demanded an audience.

“What brings you here?”

The king’s ever-relaxed smile reminded her of Velenus. How had someone like Cajetan been born between that man and the gentle queen? Grace closed her eyes for a moment before opening them.

“I have something to tell you.”

“I am curious to hear it. Please, speak freely.”

“It’s about Cajetan…”

At her words, the king tilted his head slightly in confusion. Grace explained her concerns, as she had with Velenus, insisting that Cajetan was dangerous and pleading for him to be sent far away. But much like her husband, the king didn’t seem to take her seriously.

After all, how could she tell him that she was practically forced to have s*x with Cajetan almost every day?

“Grace, Cajetan may seem aloof, but he’s not the type to harbor such ambitions.”

“Men’s hearts can be unpredictable. Please, I beg you…”

Despite her pleas, the king just smiled and patted her shoulder.

“There is no need to worry. Cajetan respects his elder brother.”

Grace felt a growing sense of hopelessness. No one seemed to truly understand the danger she was trying so hard to warn them about.

“…”

It felt like she was standing on the edge of a cliff called despair. No one understood her, no one believed her. Grace closed her eyes, her fear of Cajetan deepening.